While he was busy with Jiang Zebei's injury, he nagged: "The master has told me a thousand times, I must watch you and let you suffer less, how many injuries you have, how much I will suffer when I turn back." ”

Mo Zixuan put on the medicine, put away the medicine bottle, and stared at Jiang Zebei's arm with a serious expression.

He said bitterly: "I said Master, you can do well, when you kill the enemy, can you protect your flesh and blood?" ”

Looking at the injury on Jiang Zebei's arm, although it was not a serious injury, Mo Zixuan was still very distressed and very heartbroken.

It's not that I feel sorry for Jiang Zebei, and I don't feel sorry for this good precious gold sore medicine.

He was the master of the total account that the master settled with him when he returned triumphantly in the future.

The reason why Jiang Zebei was impatient was precisely because of Mo Zixuan's nagging.

Every time the other party saw him injured, he had to nag for a while, and the words he said made him listen to them.

Jiang Zebei looked at the injury on his arm, put down his sleeves, his eyebrows were cold and arrogant, and his light black eyes were cold and pressing, "What good news did you just say?" ”

This is clearly not answering Mo Zixuan's words, and directly changing the topic.

Mo Zixuan looked at the sleeves he put down, covered the injury on his arm, and said in his heart that this was a small injury, and he would not continue to entangle.

Thinking of the so-called good news, Mo Zixuan was excited and salivating.

He said excitedly: "The master has sent something, you can come with me to take a look, the camp is full of people!" ”

Hearing that it was Chen Mengtian who sent something, Jiang Zebei was a little strange, why didn't the thing be sent to him.

His expression changed suddenly, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were dark, as sharp as a fighting knife, and a sense of oppression suddenly rose.

This is a clear displeasure too.

Mo Zixuan was stunned for a moment, then understood something, and said with a smile: "You can go out and have a look first." ”

Despite his displeasure, as long as he thought that it was something sent by Chen Mengtian, Jiang Zebei restrained his expression slightly.

With a handsome and proud face, he strode out of the tent and walked in the direction of the school field.

Soon I saw a dense crowd of people surrounding me, and it seemed that I heard a strange movement.

"Baa ......"

"Baa Baa ......"

This is the sound of a sheep.

Jiang Zebei's eyebrows relaxed, as if he remembered something, and surprise flashed in his eyes, and eagerness to verify.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the crowd, and the people around him saw that it was the commander and got out of the way.

Soon, Jiang Zebei saw that the dense flock of sheep that were driven to the school yard was a few and hundreds.

Around the flock were herders in thick cotton clothes, and behind them, there were sacks of sacks.

and on the periphery, the countless wagons with sacks of grain.

This is another flock of sheep, and grain, and that sack of sack, bulging with stuff, and I don't know what.

Jiang Zebei was surprised, his face was really impassive, and his face was full of indifference.

When Jiang Zebei appeared, one of the people who drove the sheep came forward, "The master, the lady ordered the family to send the sheep, as well as cotton clothes, and food, saying that the New Year is approaching, and the food should also be improved." ”

As the other party approached, the secret dress that was revealed from the cotton clothes, Jiang Zebei learned his identity, it turned out to be a secret guard, I am afraid that it belongs to the subordinates of the Suzaku branch.

Jiang Zebei glanced at the sheep herders around him, as well as those who were sitting in the carriage to escort the grain.